Well, I went on my first camping trip on Friday with DH, DD1 (2.8) DD2 (11mo) and Alex (Westie!).
WHAT A DISASTER.
We pitched the tent. So far so good.
Then we went off to buy some airbeds. DH had accidently left a 12v plug in the lighter socket, thus flat car battery. Fellow campers had to help us bump the car.
The airbeds we bought stated "With built in air pump. It was getting late for the girls' bed. We got back to site, only to open the airbeds and see that the 'built in airpump' was mains powered! It specifically stated for camping. Which field do you see with electric sockets sticking up? (I know you can get electric hook-up but we didn't book it or have a lead).
While we were pitching the tent, DD chose to climb the most dangerous of the two climbing frames, climbing up the plastic slide backwards, and did so successfully three times. I tried to persuade her to climb the safer slide, but she wasn't having any of it. Attempt four saw her fall backwards off the slide (it had no hand holds or steps, it just attached to the frame) to the floor, about 4.5 feet. After many tears, I thought "that will put her off". No. About an hour later, I looked around to see her on the same slide, stood at the top, trying to take her trousers off!!! I felt sick.
The first night DD1 took until 23.30 to settle. Then DD2 woke at 3.15 - I think she was cold, so we took her into our bedroom, and she slept through from then until 06.30 when DD1 woke.
The second night was an unmitigated disaster. We tried to settle both girls at 7pm. DD1 was keeping DD2 awake, so after an hour, DH took DD1 for a walk while I got DD2 to sleep. Then DH brought DD1 back, and for the next 3 hours she cried, and screamed and would not settle. She asked for songs, so we sang (we had a couple with an 11mo old opposite, so desperately didn't want to be a nuisance). She asked for hugs, so we gave them. She went on to chant "ga hum", and I had no I idea what she meant. Finally I twigged that she was saying "Go Home", when I asked her, she said "Mimi Car" "Mimi Sat" (Millie Car, Millie Sad). There had been fireworks in a neighbouring area so maybe it freaked her.
So, at 23.00, I decided that as we were only 15 miles away from home, we should take her home. Partly because she was doing her best to tell us that she wanted to go home (I didn't even know she knew that we had a 'home') and partly because the poor couple opposite us were having their 11mo disturbed. They were very sweet, and told us not to leave on their account, but I just couldn't see it improving.
We put DDs in the car, and DD1 fell asleep within seconds. When we got home, she went straight to bed and said "Bye Bye, Mummy".
We went back to the site and packed up our beautiful new tent, feeling very demoralised!
So, if you have got this far. Please tell me:
- What age were your children when you started taking them camping?
- How many trips did it take them to get used to the idea?
- If you had been camped opposite us, would you have wanted us to leave?
- If you had been us, would you have left?